It's all so ironic the things that you thinkYou preface them all with a nod and a whinkThe clothes that you wear and the words that you speakYou're so fucking clever, you're tongues in your cheekYou stand on the sidelines and shit on it allNever getting involved 'cause you might take the fallYour apathy hides the fact that you're scaredOf expressing opinions or showing you careThe irony is that you totally suckYou can look down on me and I don't give a fuck'Cause I hate assholes who hide behind fashionWho live life devoid of emotion or passionAll style and no substance, you're flesh without boneAnother footsoldier in an army of clonesSo fuck your snide ways and your snotty asidesI fucking hate you and all of your kindYou..I hate you